Chapter 10

Misconception

Once Scar was done "dolling me up" as she says, I stalked over to Gryffindor Tower, Scar on my heels.

I asked her who that falcon was on the way. According to her, that falcon was her pet, Masquerade (which explains when Scar said 'Masquerade, calm down.' in my dorms).

When Scar and I got to Gryffindor Tower, I turned to her warningly.

"Ok, Scar," I said, looking my elder Slytherin in the eye "I'm the only Slytherin that's allowed to go into the Tower, what with my brother being in the house and all. So I'll be back."

"Sure," Scar said sarcastically, rolling her eyes "like you could crawl out a window and ditch me."

I gave a quick laugh before muttering out the password and barging in.

"IVY!" I shouted angrily, looking up the stairs leading to the girl's dorms "Get your butt down here! I wanna have lunch!"

And sure enough, Ivy ran downstairs, shocked to see my angered expression, flagged, much to my surprise by Sheila, Fireball and She-Cat. Fireball was holding a long length of blonde hair.

"What's going on?" Sheila asked concerned, placing Fireball on her shoulder.

"Not the time, first, what's Fireball holding?" I asked, stepping forward and taking the hair in my hands.

"Drosie's hair." She-Cat said, laughing "Fireball kept some and is using it as a toy."

And to demonstrate, Fireball pulled the lock tauter than normal, making it stretch surprisingly far.

"Wow…" I said, my anger disintegrating for a moment "I didn't know Drosie's hair could stretch that far."

At that moment, I heard Drosie's scream. "OW!"

I laughed and turned to the three of them "I think I see a voodoo doll in that piece of hair, Fireball." I told the dragon, who snorted. "Come on, Scar's waiting outside, I wanna get lunch. I'll tell you why I'm so ticked then.

After I got the group up and to the Great Hall, we sat down at the Gryffindor Table, because Pansy was there…with Draco.

I grimaced and plopped myself down in between She-Cat and Scar as Sheila turned to us.

"Fireball's getting muffins." Sheila announced, petting the pretty talented dragon "What do you guys want?"

"I'll take blueberry." She-Cat said, smiling.

"I'll take chocolate chip." I said, smirking, then glaring at Pansy, who glared back.

"I'll take bran." Ivy said, glancing over to the Slytherin Table for some reason.

"Isn't that the muffin that makes you-" I started before Ivy cut me off.

"Shut up." Ivy ordered, glaring at me.

"Um…" Scar said, glancing at the tray of muffins "I guess I'll take…banana nut."

"Ok, Fireball, a chocolate chip, banana nut, bran, blueberry and cranberry muffin." Sheila said to Fireball "And get yourself whatever you want."

Fireball gave a salute and flew in the direction of the platter.

"So, what's got a bee in your bonnet, Han?" Ivy asked, turning to me as I poured myself some pumpkin juice.

I sighed and told my friends, everything as Fireball came back with the muffins. I told them about the Forest thing the previous night, how Pansy reacted, and how bitchy she was acting.

"You WHAT!" Ivy shouted, glaring at me "All I'm getting was you fell asleep in Malfoy's arms!" "Calm down, V." I said, rolling my eyes "You said I could like him."

"Yes, but like and falling asleep in his arms are two different things, Han." Ivy pointed out, taking a bite of her muffin.

Realizing I got a muffin too, I turned to Fireball, who held my muffin and his in his paws.

"Thanks, Fireball, can I have my muffin now?" I asked, holding out my hand.

Fireball's eyes glinted and he held out his muffing, that he had taken a bite out of.

"No, Fireball, I want the other one." I said, glancing at my muffing.

Fireball held out his muffin again.

"No Fireball." I said, pointing to my muffin "I want that one."

Fireball took a bite out of my muffin then handed it to me.

"Gee…" I said, taking a bite out of the other side of the muffing "thanks, boy."

As I ate my muffin, I glanced over at the Slytherin Table, at Draco and Pansy. Pansy gave me "The Look that'd kill" before taking Draco's robes and kissing him, as if to say "He's mine, Potter. Stay away."

I growled and bit deeper into my muffin, ignoring that Fireball had bitten into it when:

"How dare you!" Ivy shouted across from me, shooting up and glaring at Scar.

"What's going on?" I asked, snapping out of the trance Draco and Pansy embracing dragged me into.

"Your 'friend'," Ivy started, putting air quotes around "friend" "called me a half breed!"

I looked to Scar, who looked more innocent than anything. "I didn't hear her, V." I said, shrugging as I put the empty muffin liner on the table.

"That's because she's lying." Scar said, sniffing "I wouldn't do that." she added, a tear falling down her face.

"Oh, Scar!" I said, pulling her into a hug.

"Thanks, Han, you're a real friend." Scar said, sniffing again.

When the hug was broken, Drosie barged up to our spot.

"Duff!" Drosie snapped, glaring at Ivy "What are Slytherins, a Hufflepuff and a Ravenclaw doing here?"

"None of your business, Hairless." I sneered, getting up from my seat "I'll be back, you guys. Don't miss me too much." I said to Ivy, Sheila, She-Cat and Scar before turning to Drosie "You better run." I snarled, taking a step forward.

Drosie gave a squeak and broke for it and I chased after her.

"YEAH YOU'D BETTER RUN, BITCH!" I yelled after her, leaving my friends at the table.

Ivy's P.O.V.

I glared at Scarlett. I know what I saw, and I saw Scarlett mouthing "Half-breed." at me.

When Hannah was hugging her, she turned to me, She-Cat and Chatty Cathy (my nickname for Sheila) and sneered…just sneered at us as she earned Han's sympathy.

But Han was my best friend, and Scarlett was her friend. So I guess I owed her an apology, no matter what I believed.

"Look, Scar," I said, turning to the blond Slytherin "I wanted to say I'm sorry-"

"Save it, half breed." Scarlett snapped, glaring at me before turning to all of us at once "You think you're all so cool, just because you're Hannah's friends."

"Best friends." I corrected, glaring at the suddenly bitchy Slytherin.

"Whatever. Anyways, I suggest that you stay away from her, and leave her to the Slytherins. That's where she really belongs." Scar growled, glaring threateningly at Sheila and She-Cat "And here she comes now. Hey, Han!" Scar yelled, waving to Hannah as she came back to the table.

I had to admit, it was good timing. I was just about to jump over the table and whack Scarlett over the head for the threat. Nobody talks to Ivy Suzanne Duff that way but Hannah! And who the hell died and said she could tell us who we can and can't be friends with?

At that moment, Maria flew in and landed on me. I groaned and took the letter from her beak and opened it, expecting to see my aunt's writing, but instead I saw someone else's:

Ivy,

I know you probably don't believe this, but I'm innocent. And despite the rumours, I am not after Hannah and Harry, they are my godchildren. I need to protect them from a certain something, I'll explain later. Meet me in the Shrieking Shack first Hogsmeade weekend, which is next week, so you know. Bring Sheila Alexander, I have some things to discuss with you about

S.B.

P.S. Your family owl really should stay home.

I folded the note and tucked it into my pocket before Hannah could look at it.

"Your aunt again?" Hannah asked, trying to get into my pocket to read the letter "What did she threatened you with this time?"

"Nothing." I said, standing up and heading out "And the letter wasn't from my aunt this time, it was from my dad." I lied "I'll talk to you guys later!" I shouted, breaking into a run for my dorms.

There's some things Hannah doesn't know about me. She doesn't know that my sister wasn't the only relative of mine that was in Azkaban.

Sirius Black was there too, obviously. But nobody knew I was his second cousin once removed. I mean, who else would be able to get at the Duff family owl? It was just that easy for him, being family and all.

And when he said that he was innocent, I believed him. I knew he wouldn't attack Han and Harry after all the letters I wrote to him about how awesome they were.

The one thing I never knew was that Sirius was Han's and Harry's Godfather. It made sense, seeing as he was Han's dad's best friend.

I knew he wasn't a supporter of You-Know-Who, either. He would never want anything to do with him after what he did to my mum, his cousin.

So, all I needed to do was sneak away from Han during Hogsmeade weekend with Sheila and head to the Shrieking Shack to meet up with Sirius?

Well I thought I guess family comes first. But what does he want with Sheila?